Wednesday, June 07, 2006


Yesterday was such a rotten day. My feet hurt from the blisters, but I still had to walk to the clinic to see a health visitor about Boy's feeding and sleeping problems. In the unbearable heat. And when I got there, even though I was third in line, I had to wait for nearly an hour, while the health visitors yabbered away to each other about their recent holiday to Norway instead of weighing the damn babies. When she finally got around to me, she wouldn't even sit. She stood there, almost tapping her foot in impatience and kept saying things to really piss me off like 'government regulations recommend...' Honestly, I asked a simple question, how difficult could it have been to give a straight answer? More walking in godawful heat to get home, had to hobble that last bit. Headache most of the day, no book to read, argument with husband.


  1. I'm sorry you had such a bad day.

    I found the health visitors worse than useless with Harry. I'm no expert (again!) but if you want an opinion on something (or if you just want to bitch a bit!) you know where I am!

  2. Thanks, I might take you up on that offer, and you'll live to regret it!


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